jumping straight in with the explicit content.
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Each crack on the wall edged slightly forwards as the music pushed its way through the house. It was dark, you could barely see where you were going half the time. Each person was completely off their faces whether it was alcohol, drugs or both.

She entered the room alone. A tight bralet clinging to her chest, accentuating every aspect of it. Below that was her tightest black skinny jeans with small rips here and there. She was a magnet that drew everyone in.

Countless boys attached themselves to her, only for her to walk past them as if they weren't hard at the sight of her. She only had eyes for one, her drink. Her hair cascaded down past her shoulders and finished just under her boobs, it was straight but she knew by the end of the night her natural curls would come through.

"Kat!" A girl with short black hair called to her. After filling her drink with vodka and coke, she turned to the girl and hugged her because she felt she had to.

He was already in the room, on the couch to be precise. A cigarette hung from his lips while he looked lifeless. His band mates sat around him and talked amongst themselves, smoking whatever they could get their hands on and poking him every once in a while to make sure he was still breathing.

He pulled the cigarette out of his mouth and put the beer mouth in its place. He felt truly numb, just how he liked it. His black skinny jeans clung to him, stained with substances he didn't want to think about. He just wanted to listen to the music.

"Gorn, Matty. Get us a drink." His mate, George slapped his thigh to get him up.

With every step, it felt like the floor was getting further away from him. He watched his feet, wondering why they wouldn't work properly and staggered into the kitchen.

She watched this lanky, curly boy practically fall into the kitchen where she was. Her friends were getting off next to her, another one was slowly passing out while she sipped her drink calmly.

He didn't make it to the drinks, he slipped on the way and fell against the wall. No one saw but her. She didn't know whether to help him or not, so she got out a cigarette to help clear her mind for the decision.

The white of the cigarette caught his attention as he giggled to himself on the floor. His eyes travelled her up body, taking in the whole image. He watched her fumble around for a lighter, he could feel his in his pocket so he pulled it out.

The lanky boy shuffled across the floor towards her, kneeling in front of her. She stared down at him, the cigarette in between her teeth. He clicked his lighter in front of her, staring mouth open at her. She bent her knees to be closer to him and lit her cigarette. Her two fingers tapped the bottom of his chin and brought him up so he was standing.

He stared down at her, analysing her whole face. Her blonde hair had dark roots, her eyes were blue with dark blue circles around. He could see she had a lot of make up on but it looked natural. His eyes stared at the cigarette as she pulled it out of her mouth with the same fingers that brought him to his position.

His mouth hung open in awe at her, he thought she was everything. She held his jaw with a hand and blew her smoke into his mouth. He almost melted.

"Matty, beer!" He heard his band mate, George, call. The way his eyes changed gave her the indication he was talking to the boy in front of her. She smirked, not breaking eye contact as she brought the cigarette back to her mouth.

"Matty." She smiled, blowing smoke as she spoke. She liked the sound of his name, he absolutely loved the way she said it. He didn't know what to do, he was afraid if he got George a beer that she would leave. So, he took her cigarette from her lips and placed it in his, knowing she couldn't light another without him.

In record time, he slid across the room and passed his mate the beer. George gave him a weird look, expecting him to stumble all over the place. She watched him slide like bambi on ice to give his friend the drink and then make his way back to her. He was just like all the other guys in the room, except she wanted him.

He passed her her cigarette, taking his place in front of her once again. She held it in between her two fingers and placed it around his neck. As soon as she brought her lips to his, he pushed her against the countertop.

She was not the type to kiss strangers, she liked to be looked at; not touched. He wanted to touch her everywhere, wherever he could get his hands. However they stayed firmly on her hips as hers gripped his thick curly hair.

"Matty!" Someone yelled, he ignored them. Then, he felt a hand on his back so he unattached himself from her to see who is was. She didn't mind, she just put the cigarette to her mouth and waited for him to finish. "We're going in the pool, coming?" The voice said again, Matty looked back at her and debated his whole existence in five seconds.

"Yes." She answered for him, taking his hand and leading him outside. He stumbled slightly, the room still spun but he focused on her hand to keep him up. Her nails were painted black like his, it made him smile.

His mouth hung open slightly as she took off her jeans and top and jumped in the pool. People soon caught on and jumped in after. He had to scramble his clothes off before diving in, keeping one eye on her so no one else would take her. Tonight she was his.

As he hit the water, he felt at peace. If he could, he would've stayed under there forever. His eyes searched the water, homing in on her body. His hands pushed the water away and landed on her hips.

His face appeared in front of her, water dripped all over him. She pushed his hair back, there was a lot of it, and wrapped herself around him. Both of them knew where this was going and they couldn't wait.

He pushed their mouths together, initiating a heavy kiss. She tightened her arms and opened her mouth, allowing him to get closer and basically shove his tongue down her throat. He pulled away for breath not soon after but as her tongue licked his bottom lip he decided he'd rather suffocate.

"We should go" she said into the kiss, he removed his lips from her mouth only for them to connect with her neck seconds later.

"Where?" He asked in between kisses. She let out a gasp as he sucked on her skin, her eyes rolling back.

"Anywhere" she breathed, he pulled out of her neck and looked excitedly into her eyes.

He led her through the party, both of them dripping wet and clutching their clothes against them. Everyone else was too drunk to acknowledge either of them and they knew that. She grabbed two beers from the kitchen and let him pull her to wherever he wanted to go.

They ended up in the back of his car, he didn't know where else to take her. She didn't have a preference. Her phone was going off in her bag, she didn't care. She shut the door behind her and climbed on top of him. He felt her phone vibrate next to him so he pulled it out.

"Kat, where are you?" He read, smiling at her name. She clutched the phone, typing a dismissive reply as he ran a finger down her cleavage. "Kat." He repeated her name. She leant down and kissed him as she threw her phone on the floor of the car.

She rocked her hips into him, feeling him getting more and more turned on underneath her. Her eyes flickered open for a second, of which she noticed a guitar case shoved into the boot behind his head. His hands trying to pull down her underwear snapped her out of the trance she was in with this guitar and brought her back to this fascinating boy underneath her.

The kisses became tougher as he pushed her down to lay on the back seat. She could taste the cigarettes as her tongue whirled around his mouth. The pleasure he gave her became too much, she unattached her lips and moaned loudly as he pushed himself into her.

The car shook in sync with their movements, the windows steaming up as they breathed heavily. The motion of her nibbling and licking his neck only spurred him to go faster. He couldn't believe the amount of pleasure he received from the noises coming from her.

"Oh, Matty." Her eyes rolled as she came to a finish, his eyes widened at the sight of her. His stomach stirred as she moaned his name and he came shortly after.

He couldn't move, he just laid on top of her breathing heavily. She was so out of breath she thought she was going to pass out. One arm flailed and landed on the floor while the other was wrapped around his neck.

He moved just slightly and ended up falling to the floor of the car, she started laughing as he groaned in pain. He opened his eyes after closing them due to the impact to see her hovering over him to see if he was ok.

"It's quite nice down here" he laughed, "You wanna see?" He joked, pulling her on top of him. She giggled, laying on top of his naked body. He couldn't think of anywhere else he would want to be at that moment. She started to kiss him again but then felt a vibration through his body.

"I think you're on my phone." She giggled, feeling him chuckle through his body. He sat up, repositioning her on his lap then reaching her phone for her.

While she read what had been said, he kissed her neck and chest. He couldn't get enough of her, she was the best he had ever had and he was ready for more.

"Shit. I've gotta go." She mumbled, his heart lurched at the thought of her. He watched her put her bra back on and then her underwear, looking around for the rest of her clothes.

"Do you have to?" He pulled her wrist, she laughed and allowed herself to give him one final kiss. He kept his eyes clothes, not wanting to watch her leave.